"The Blissful Kiss of Death"
Kill
Kill
Kill
Whatever is left
Of those dirty little thoughts
Inside your head
With my hands around your throat
And your knives in my back
All these sleazy moments
Forever lost in the black
So give me death
In this orgasm
And the life from your lips
To fulfill this bloodstained fantasy
And forever stain
Your purest bliss
With whatever is left
Of my filth
Within this kiss
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{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}
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— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”
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idk how to flirt but i can make things awkward if you're into that
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette
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Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”
[Text ID: “I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.”]
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The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
Juliette Lewis
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